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So many have come and gone,you’ve lost count.But here you are,still living. It’s best to trust,to stay in patient doubtof what tomorrowwill be giving. If it hasn’t happened yet,it’s not to think about.Sooner or later youlearn everything. Meanwhile, stay rooted as a tree;don’t hypothesize.Live, breathe,applaud the skies. And praise the wayslife tried to make you Read more
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Meanwhile, the world becamea many-headed monster,with snakes for hairand eyes you better avoidor you’ll be turned into stone. William James said wisdomis knowing what to ignore. He meantthe trivial, but today I’m thinkingit’s the eyes of the Gorgon. How manydays in a row can you be appalledwithout hardening? I don’t turn on the news as Read more
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Was I Ever 23? If he knockedon the door would Ineed to smile,give him a hug andinvite him in? Should Ifeel close to himjust because we sharethe same birthday? What else do we havein common?Maybe our bones,but his are wrappedin smooth skin,and look at all that hairon his head. Family and friendsstill connect us, it’s Read more
Selected Poems by Tom Crider 